Our weather dude says we can expect some snow overnight.
Growing up on the western side of Washington state, we would receive snow. Some years quite a bit, other years, nothing.
When we decided we were relocating to the southeast of the United States, all we imagined was heat and humidity. Our first Christmas here, we were sitting on our deck in our shorts and tank tops. A dead give away that we were outsiders—Yankees. The high 60s – to 70s was summer to us.
Now, anything below 50 is cold to us. I haven’t quite purchased a parka—in fact I haven’t purchased a winter coat in about 10 years, but I am now able to wear long sleeve shirts and sweaters.
Anyway, we were a bit surprised to learn that it does get cold in the south. The temperature will actually drop to the single digits, and snow can actually accumulate to more than just a dusting.
I love snow. It’s beautiful and serene. I love looking at a landscape not defiled by a bunch of footprints—just the newly fallen snow.
I know that people living in the northernmost regions are sick of snow. They receive what the rest of us don’t. I’m pretty sure that if we lived in a snow prone area, it wouldn’t be all that serene.
So, tonight, I shall wear my pajama pants inside out – I believe this is a southern tradition/superstition that will encourage the snow fairy to drop some snow on us? Or maybe it is a superstition I have never heard of until we moved here. I will get up early to see what we may have received before it melts, and I will marvel at its beauty.
For a few moments, I will revisit that childhood excitement of the first snowfall of the year. However, I will be doing it from the warmth of the indoors—with my coffee.
Hoping you find something beautiful today.